Sh*t Sh*t Songtext
von HS87

Hahahaha
Shall we?
But of course
West West
Ooh ooh, ooh ooh
Hahahaha


I lay a nigga down right now
I′m feelin' in my mind right now
I lay a nigga down right now
I′m feelin' in my mind right now
Hop out and do my shit shit
Niggas know I do my shit shit
Rain or snow, I do my shit shit
Bitch I do my shit shit
For my folks I do my shit shit
For my loves I do my shit shit
Bitch I do my shit shit
Run up on him, do my shit shit
Catch his homies, do my shit shit
Bitch I do my shit shit
Niggas know I do my shit shit
Niggas know I do my shit shit

Nigga, tell me how you love that
Graduated from where the floods at
Now I'm where the Crips and the Bloods at
How you love that?
We put the stash by the rug mats
That′s where the tools and the buds at
How you love that?
You know I do it for the troops, nigga
From Cedar Ave down to Spruce, nigga
How you love that?
Fuck a pass, nigga, SQ
They yellin′ mayday when we come through


I lay a nigga down right now
I'm feelin′ in my mind right now
I lay a nigga down right now
I'm feelin′ in my mind right now
Hop out and do my shit shit
Niggas know I do my shit shit
Rain or snow, I do my shit shit
Bitch I do my shit shit
For my folks I do my shit shit
For my loves I do my shit shit
Bitch I do my shit shit
Run up on him, do my shit shit
Catch his homies, do my shit shit
Bitch I do my shit shit
Niggas know I do my shit shit
Niggas know I do my shit shit

It ain't the same thing you used to
Little more money and more juice
Feelin′ like Pac on the snow roof
Finna do my shit shit
MAC-10 with the hollow ti-tips
Bitch you better run, jump, and ski-skip
Tell me how you love that
I'm posted up where the Bloods at
On the wall, sellin' hundred sacks
Tell me how you love that
My whole life I′ve been a rider, nigga
Tonight somebody finna die, my nigga

I lay a nigga down right now
I′m feelin' in my mind right now
I lay a nigga down right now
I′m feelin' in my mind right now
Hop out and do my shit shit
Niggas know I do my shit shit
Rain or snow, I do my shit shit
Bitch I do my shit shit
For my folks I do my shit shit
For my loves I do my shit shit
Bitch I do my shit shit
Run up on him, do my shit shit
Catch his homies, do my shit shit
Bitch I do my shit shit
Niggas know I do my shit shit
Niggas know I do my shit shit

Man, fuck these niggas, nigga
We bangin′ on all you busta-ass niggas every time
West Coast or nothin', my nigga
You know who it is, Gotti

Coast to Cosa Nostra
Postal pivoted on social
Hood sentinel, centennial to the ocean
Riders
17 Years old, I shot my first gun
I′m the last to leave, the first to run
Disperse the son, at first the one
Fire
The building come down when the turf stomp
South Central bound, clowns get mopped
I'm off the wall, my nigga, you Billie Jean
Gangbangin' just so you don′t get mopped up up in these streets
Ran on like turf and cleats
Don′t forget when you need that hit, just West Coast
Throw it down to this, don't stress
You in the West where we have the best weed
Come and get these Hit-Boy beats
Bounce, bounce, bounce, and coast

If a nigga got problems
I got a lot of options
Rain or snow, yeah
I don′t ride without one
And you don't spar without them
I don′t get struck, yeah
I'm out here like which one of y′all niggas
Which one of y'all niggas
Which one, it's like fuck all of these niggas
Fuck all of these niggas
How come
If a nigga got problems
I got a lot of options
Rain or snow, yeah
Snow, yeah
I′m out here like which one of y′all niggas
Which one of y'all niggas
Which one, it′s like which one of y'all niggas
Which one of y′all niggas
Which one
If a nigga got problems
I got a lot of options
Rain or snow, yeah
Snow, yeah

This that motherfuckin' plug music
This that motherfuckin′ plug music
HS87, bang